Let's talk about being a stress eater, shall we? Because that is me. Conflict with my parents = me shoveling stuff into my mouth. The kids annoying me also = this, but at a slightly slower pace.
I'm not thrilled about this. It's not like I gain a few pounds and get curvy. I gain a few pounds and people start to look at me expectantly, like I'm about to share my good news any minute. The good news is that there doesn't appear to be an Oreo shortage, yet.
Things I apparently value more than I value the comfort of clothes that fit:
- Sleeping in the morning.
- The taste of sugar.
- Not being sweaty.
If Jason would just get his vasectomy reversed and get me pregnant again, I could gain 50 lbs and then lunge into an anxiety spiral after the birth which, combined with breastfeeding, could put me back at my pre-twins weight in only a few months.
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Yeah, is it bad that I want to have another child just so I can eat without guilt for 9 months??? :)
ReplyDeleteOh god, thank you for the laugh, once again.
ReplyDeleteYou are so freaking funny. Oh the posts if you got pregnant again. Tee hee hee.
ReplyDeleteI gained a few pounds one year and my male principal looked at my belly one day and opened his mouth. I just glared at him and he shut it again. I KNOW he was going to ask if I was pregnant.
ReplyDeleteFeel your pain, but thanks for making me laugh about it!
Lol!!!
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